
I was looking for a picture to do with Postmen, but I came across this & had to share. The ever so flippant “…one thing led to another & now I think I’m pregnant” had me in stitches
You might think that as I’ve not posted about my new job in recent days things have been going swimmingly. You would be wrong! Although days of no problems have occurred, the following shows I’m still on a learning curve.
First Week

On the last day of my first week I was crossing a roundabout. America see to the right. I’ve been informed you don’t have these as you can’t handle them. Apparently one was installed in Miami & all hell broke loose!
So anyway I was crossing the roundabout & as I was mounting the curb, I misread the speed I was enthusiastically approaching it at. My bike skills stopped me from crashing, however my mail in the front tray was not so lucky. Up in the air it went & unfortunately for me it did not land back where it took off. There I was getting off my bike to see some mail on the pavement (Pavement my vocabulary challenged American friends NOT sidewalk.) & some on the roundabout itself. Now this was a Saturday at around 11am so it was getting pretty busy. I decided I would save the Queens mail & chase it around the roundabout, risking life & limb avoiding vehicles to do so. Did I mention it was windy? No? Well it was, so my successful chase was no mean feat. Not only was I chasing post, but so were two kindly pensioners, one in motorised scooter, who had post trapped beneath their feet/wheels.
Second week in post man job:
Early in my second week I’m thinking “Hey, way to go I’m making good time”. BANG the pavement hit me! My first thought was “Shit what happened, why am I laying prone on the floor, with my mail raining down on me like confetti”. Now some of you might be laughing already figuring I had slipped in dog doodoo again. You would be wrong, I had simply tripped on the curb of a driveway. It was a viciously steep curb too. I skinned my knee & bled for the rest of my round
Three days ago upon completing my round I thought “Hmmm, now rather than going back to the post depot following the route I know I’ll try a shortcut!” Mistake…I got lost. However it was one of those lucky losts (is that a word) whereby I popped out exactly at the depot from another direction. I don’t know how that happened, as my internal compass had me miles away.
Two days ago I got cramp in my left calf. I valiantly struggled on hoping to shake it off. I ended up back at the depot with post still in my bag cramping in both calf’s.
So as you can see, when God was handing out delivering the post skills I was at the back of the queue!
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